II don't believe in the same things I used to doBut I've got nothing new'cause everything is constantly changing and moving ahead of meToo much of those grey daysTo much of those things I've seen beforeIt's all the same to meAnd I can't believe that I'm still in these shoesWill I keep them til the end?

The day before the dayBlackout, BlackoutI can't climb any higherI'm about to explode

And nowWhat's left for me to do?I'm running out of alternativesNothing left to useBut I've come down to only two thingsAnd using this exit is one of themToo much of this darknessToo much of this shitI know it all to wellJust to get me through the dayI can't believe that I'm asking the same oldQuestionAgain and Again